Lahat ng Kabanata ng Something Between Us: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 38

"I had a perfect family," Brian began, "or so I thought. My dad and mom were college sweethearts. They loved each other so much that I still find it hard to believe that my mom would do something like that. And now, all I feel towards her is hatred," He said and paused.Hate...that was a strong feeling towards someone. The only person I hated was Jesse."My mom is a hot headed woman and I don't know why, but she always hated me. It was later that I got to know that she hated me because she didn't want to have a child with my dad. And before she could abort me, my dad got to know about it and so she couldn't do that."My eyes widened. Why would she do that? What kind of a mother was she?"When I was little, like nine or ten years old, I accidentally read one of my mom's texts. A man had texted her asking her to meet her at a hotel. When I checked her other texts, I got to know that she was cheating on my dad with another man. Naturally, I was very furious

It had been four weeks. Four weeks since I broke up with Darren. A lot has happened within this short period. Firstly, Darren had changed. He was no longer the same Darren I knew. He was more quiet now. He didn't talk to me much but wasn't hostile or bitter to me as I had expected. We talked, but not as often as we used to. Things soon turned awkward if we had a conversation exceeding more than three minutes.Secondly, Claire and Jake were dating. I was so shocked when they told me. They started dating a week ago. I thought it was too early for Claire to be in a relationship already when less than four weeks ago, she broke up with Jesse. Not that I didn't like them dating, it was just that I felt that this escalated too quickly. But nevertheless, I was happy to see Claire happy again.And if you were wondering, no I was not dating Brian yet. I didn't know why, but we were still not dating. But I dif love him and we had kissed a few times. It was just that I thought I s

My eyes shot open and the first thing I saw was white. Blinding white. I quickly closed my eyes and opened them slowly to adjust to the bright light.I looked around for anything familiar, but there was nothing but white. I was wearing a white dress, I was sitting on a white bed, the curtains were white, the fan whirling above was white, the tables and cabinets were white too. There was too much white in this room.I moved my left hand to my face, rubbing it, acutely aware of a crick in my neck. I hissed when I felt a sharp pain when I tried to turn my head to the side.As I tried to move my right hand, I felt something holding it back. My eyes fell upon a hand in my own. It was Claire. She had her hand in my hand, resting her forehead on our hands."Claire," I called, my voice sounding a bit hoarse and rough. She lifted her head from her hands and I cringed at the sight of her face. Her eyes were red and dried tear marks were on her cheeks. It was clear

Valentine's Day~Three years later ~I opened my eyes with the familiar look of my dorm room surrounding me. I shared the room with a short, blonde girl, Pippa Anderson who had a lot of cool tattoos and piercings on her skin. She was a very sweet girl, always helping me with my homework. She was also very adventurous, out-going and a social butterfly, exactly opposite to me. I considered her a great friend but only Claire was my best friend. But currently Pippa's bed was empty. She had gone to Radford to visit her ailing mother.I had college at nine in the morning, and I would need at least fifteen minutes to get there.I rolled on my side and glanced up at the alarm clock on my bedside table. It was seven in the morning. Why didn't the alarm go off? I usually woke up at six.Then I saw something next it. A note.Good morning, beautiful. You look gorgeous today. Happy Val